In The Park I See Him Sit Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Park I See Him Sit

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In the park I see him sit,
an old man half bedraggled
with a candle in a bottle
where it does burn in the cup of his hand

and it looks as if that moment
has something holy in it
where he is reading from an old broken Bible
do fold his old hands in prayer.

Sunday, July 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: worship
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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